Pinky And The Brain Quotes Novels & Stories

Baby Zetty was startled and cleverly avoided Baby Robbie’s question by saying, “You stinking little brat, don’t you know you’re not supposed to ask a woman their age?” Baby Robbie said, “Looking at your gray hair and limited mobility, I was just worried that you might have dementia, Parkinson’s disease, or any other senile diseases. It doesn’t matter much when you’re treating me, Granny, since my life is worthless. But my sisters are precious, so you can’t be making any mistakes when you treat them.”

Pink only nodded with a smile. "I am not trying to cloud your head with negativity but this is life, and life is filled with Peaches and Bottles," Kim explained to Pink. "You know peaches are beautiful while bottles when broken are harmful and painful. Beauty and pain - life is beautiful and painful too. You just have to get used to it and make the best out of your peaches and bottles." "I'll try," Pink said dryly. *** "Don't be ridiculous!" Payson yelled across the living room at Nathan. "She is pregnant with your child!"

“You really are helpless, you and your perverted brain are too severe…and chronic…you seem like a perfect candidate for brainwashing." Alex closed his laptop screen, he looked at the clock… then he smirked. "There's still an hour to go, want to test…my ability to suckle?"

Charles expressed. Raelyn smiled and said to Abner, “Patience is like waiting for your ice cream to freeze. It takes time, but once it’s there, you’ll appreciate it even more... unless you eat it too fast, you’ll end up with a brain freeze! Abner, I remember you telling the kids this while buying them ice cream, and it amazes me how such a funny line taught the kids a good value. I certainly wish I noted all your wisdom. What’s great about this is that we will remember you for your wonderful advice.”

She asks and I think about it for a second before shaking my head. “Not really.” “Figures.” She says with a small sigh. “What about you?” I ask and she hums softly. “Yeah... I try to, but it doesn’t always work.” “Why not?” I ask and she shrugs. “My brain doesn’t like being quiet.” She says and I nod my head. “Same.” I murmur. She turns her head slightly towards me. “I guess that makes two of us.” She says with a small smile that I return.

My sister, Cindy Gardner, and I are fraternal twins. She gets to be the elder sister because she comes out one minute before me, making me the younger brother. Luckily, there's little difference between us when it comes to intelligence. Throughout our school years, one of us always ranks first, and the other comes in second. But after three years of competing in high school, with me coming in second every time, I calmly agree to keep her secret about dating a delinquent named Rodney Sloan. Then the guaranteed-admission spots to Belton University, the country's top university, become available. Our homeroom teacher calls Cindy and me into her office. "There are two guaranteed-admission

“Why? She deserves it!” Her mother stopped walking, she stepped in front of her and knelt to meet her whining face. Her lips curled to a smile, little folds of lines like waves drew at the sides of her amber eyes. “Even if she deserves it, there is a proper way to deal with it. Remember what Daddy always says?” she held her by the shoulders with her slim hands, wrinkled by time. “People who don’t think and just do things just because they can are the first people who get eaten by zombies on horror movies,” she lectured, poking the tip of her nose. “We don’t want to be one of the zombies walking with no brain, Honey.”

It wasn't ugly, but maybe a little too underdressed for this. “Are you nervous, kitty?” Brain asked, gently squeezing my hand. “Uh?”I jerked my neck to him. “Your palm is sweaty,” He pointed out. “Oh, I’m sorry.” I quickly took my hand from his grip. “Don’t be ridiculous. I don’t care if they’re sweaty.” He grabbed my hand again, flashing a smile at me. I smiled back. “You’re obsessed with me, even my nasty sweat is therapeutic for you.” I joked to soothe my nerves down.

was writhing as he thrust more and more divine power into that nearly dying body. What was wrong with that bastard? He was always cruel, always ruthless - no matter what plan we were talking about, what existence it was about, he was always a fucking asshole full of himself. "She’ll die if she stays that way" the little demon in my earring muttered "her human brain will burn." Smile. "Is it going to be a barbecue... or is it pâté? I’ve never tried a human brain pâté, it should taste good with spices and a garlic toast. Everything looks good with garlic" I said as I played with my index finger on my lips.

There’s no physical evidence unless the perpetrator confessed. Mind was the most complex existence that everyone sought. The greater minds often flocked together but it took a million to find a genius. “Speak your mind. I’m not a rude person to intrude your brain as I like.” That sentence interests Gunner even more. “If I have to be bold, did you say that you’re not a rude person to intrude my brain as you like?” His neck craned even further. Shadow shrugged, whatever, disregarded Gunner's rudeness.